Disclaimer:I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, nor do I own any characters listed in the like. Nothing is mine!

Warning:Contains boy love.

Rating:T

Fandom:Yamamoto x Gokudera

Chapter 2

Bright Lights

So… dark…
Yamamoto groaned, his eyelids flicking open slightly. His eyesight was failing him.
"Oi, Yamamoto," a voice called from the darkness. A hand was pushing at his shoulder roughly. "Awake yet?" they called out again.
Yamamoto heard him, but found his surroundings too bright to deal with. He blinked again, but the light didn't fade.
"The heck, baseball idiot!" his shoulder was being pushed again, this time harder. Mumbling from behind the voice was another set of words, too incomprehensible to be understood.
"He's my friend Shamal-sensei. Leave me alone," the voice growled. The door opened once and the two left.
Yea, that was definitely Gokudera-kun.
He didn't respond, and instead tried to get to his feet. Takeshi coughed a bit, then winced. His arm shot to his side instinctually.
It was bandaged.
He now understood his position.
Takeshi Yamamoto sat up on his bed quickly and found the room silent. A mirror had been scrupulously placed on the opposite side of the room, revealing a disfigured mess on a gurney.
A tawny muscled young man wearing a hospital gown was reflected in the image. He had crew-cut black hair that acted wildly on its own. That much was normal.
However, the male's shoulder was tightly bandaged, and the slightest twist revealed bandages over his side. Each slight motion left him grimacing in pain.
Both the boy's left and right hands were broken.
The once clean-shaven face was now tattered and bandaged.
His shiny hair was matted in several areas, where stitches had been made. The bandage that had been covering his right eye had fallen off from poor attention. Beneath it, a patch of revealing flesh pulsated, lurking dangerously close to his eyelids. He quickly covered it, his stomach starting to turn on itself from the sight.
Yamamoto walked over to the mirror, gently placing a hand on the face that was staring back.
The reflection was cold.
He drew his hand back quickly, recoiling it into a fist.
That… really is me…
"Isn't it?" he finished, his voice suddenly shaking.
Takeshi looked at the mirror in shock, placing his hands over where the other had bandages. The cloth was soft but retained some of its original rigidity.
How long had he been here?
He tried remembering back to what could have happened…
But his memory was a blur.
Yamamoto's head thrummed in pain. The shrill lighting of the room suddenly flowed into his vision, hitting his optical receptors in just the right way to cause a jolt of hot white agony to flow in his body.
His mind convulsed under the silent pain, and he gripped his fist again.
He looked at the mirror, wishing he could scream out, yell, drone out his misery.
Yamamoto had no idea why he was here, but damn it all!
He thrust his pitching fist into the mirror, crushing it with the direct pressure. Takeshi glared a the shards which fell on the floor, each tipped with a scarlet red.
The sensitivity in his hand had returned but he ignored this pain because of the anger that was raging through his veins.
The door slammed open, a Dr. Shamal rushing over, pulling back the boy. Hayato confronted Takeshi from the front, trying to divert his attention.
Takeshi said nothing though, only spat at the trashcan, slightly growling.
Hayato glared at his friend and took a minute to compose himself.
"YAMAMOTO!" he yelled, catching Takeshi's glance. When he had looked over, Hayato swung back his hand and slapped Yamamoto's uninjured cheek. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Yamamoto said nothing again.
All words were lost on him.
All he wanted now was to make the one who did this, to suffer just the way he did.
He was pulled back into his bed, a nurse injecting muscle relaxants into his arm.
Even when he became drowsy and fatigued, Takeshi never took his eyes off of the white haired hitman.

Besides, there was someone he had to protect as well.

Ok, this is also for The Dancing Queen whose review just got me realizing how much I haven't worked on this fanfiction! Sorry! X3

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~Keiko A.